“You bring out the best in me, like no one else can do…”
He used to say that very often. He would hold my hand and caress it absent mindedly as he would talk about his dreams and plans, about his fall outs with his father, and mostly about his garage band.
He was an ordinary boy and yet, special. He knew how to find a smile even on the darkest day. He knew how to coax the truth out of me. He knew where to find the fairies and the elves…
He was the first boy I loved.